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The other day, Jodi was sitting in our lounge room and saw movement by the door from the corner of her eye.  As she looked over she saw a little tortuous venturing towards the open door.  It is a fairly fast mover, Jodi went out of the room for only a moment and it had gone out the door and into the garden.  These little fellas don’t take much to look after; in fact they find there own food and are totally self sufficient; they just pop out every now and then to sun themselves and say “g’day”.

In one of my previous blogs I asked for suggestions on what we can do in regards to all of our stuff go missing.  Someone emailed me and gave a “thumbs up” suggestion to start up a “chipin” to help replace the items that were stolen.

So here it goes … there are two easy ways you can chipin … firstly you can click here OR if you look across to the right and click on the picture of Jodi and I looking confused, you will be able to see what went missing and how much it will cost to replace.

Now comes the easy part … by using paypal, you can help us pay for some of the stolen items.  Thank you for chipping in!!!!

Last week, just after finding our fuel drum close to empty we borrowed a 20lt jerry can from our friends so that we could at least get to a filling station to fill our car.  All was good.  I think it was very the next day we headed off to Botswana to do our monthly grocery shop as well as purchase some supplies including 40 litres of paint for the Willow Park dining hall and a few other nick knacks for around Willow Park and our house.  The house we live in doesn’t have a huge amount of storage space so I did need to leave the paint under the carport again for a few days and then I would take it out to Willow Park.  It was in these few days that someone got into our property again and stole our last two metal jerry cans (they were out of eye sight … at least it wasn’t our friends jerry can) and the 40 litres of paint for Willow Park.  I think the thing that frustrates us the most is that this time it was done in broad daylight whilst Jodi and I were out for only 30 minutes.  Both Jodi and I are at a loss at what we can do … we changed our gate remote codes again, we padlock the gate of a night time and moved everything else that isn’t nailed down to the back of the property … but other than that I don’t know what else to do … do you have any suggestions?????????

After changing the codes to our gate and not having our maid and gardener living on site any more we were starting to feel more secure in our property.  Last week we needed to put some more petrol in our car, so we went to our large 200 litre drum where we store our fuel and went to siphon some fuel out to find that there was only about 10 litres left where there should have been at least 100 lts.  It seems that whoever was stealing our cement, wheels and jerry cans was also taking their time in filling up the jerry cans with the fuel from our drum.

The other day Jodi and I woke up to find a whole heap of white feathers scattered around our yard.  We did a head count of our bantams and it seems that one has been abducted (it was my favourite one too).  We don’t know what type of animal could jump our fence, eat a whole bird and then jump back over the fence … we are still conducting enquiries but I think that they will come up null and void.

Our missing Bantam

Over the last few weeks we have been noticing a pretty yet many yellow bird weaving hanging nests on a tree outside our window.  In the morning he would start … by the evening he was finished and by the following morning he would be starting another one and the first one had dropped to the ground.  I felt sorry for this little fella as it seemed like they hadn’t contacted a good structural engineer to draw up the designs for his nest and they kept on falling down.   It wasn’t until last weekend that a friend informed me that it wasn’t the engineers’ fault that the nests were falling down, nor was it the male birds fault that they were falling … actually it was his intended spouses’ fault that the nests would be constructed and then dropped.  This poor male bird has to go out and find grass, and then spend countless hours weaving it together to create a lovely abode for him and is lady … but if the lady does not think that it is good enough OR large enough he has to start on another one.  My heart bleeds for this poor innocent male bird that is doing his best for his lady which never seems to be good enough.